016gm16j Hermit Crab Poem by Manonton Dalan
016gm16j Hermit Crab
i didn't notice a hermit crab
came out of its hiding place
seeking that smell of fresh flesh
to be surprise how big it is
scramble with shell on her back
hardly fit through hole of a crack
i tried to dig her out to see
she went deeper than i thought
no wonder they been here ages
master of disguise and crevices
so powerful too; pound for pound
we're weakling; that's how it sound
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